[ time to sit down for a year talking about sumeru!! or we can just, i don't know, skip to wine and dirty dice, or master and pet. 8) ]
Yes, she's Sumeru's Archon. Our god, as it were, and our leader. The Sages also oversee the Akademiya, but they're outranked by the Archon, naturally.
[ she is a god, after all.. not that that matters very much to tighnari, personally, but he does respect and believe in nahida. that she's a god is irrelevant, it's her heart and intent that matter most. ]
[ He blinks at that description before chuckling and delving into the weirdness that is Fodlan. And while it’s not quite a year, they do sit there discussing it for some time. And then drifting to other topics before getting lost in discussions about this place and all it’s weirdness and the game and…
Well, it’s long and winding but it eventually turns into more than just talking, but actively doing something about it. Which is how Sylvain finds himself in one of the back rooms at that evening’s masquerade, plucking a card out of a box and staring at the word ‘pet’.
He gives a yelp as he’s immediately herded off to a private room, casting a startled glance back over one shoulder at Tighnari, mouthing a quick Help! before he’s pushed through a nearby doorway.
Which is how he ends up stripped down to just the tight trousers he’d been wearing and a black leather choker now twined about his neck, a tag dangling from it that reads dog. ]
tighnari is likewise ushered to the box, and the card that he draws is, thankfully, master - so he's able to gesture to the door sylvain was herded through. ]
That one.
[ the attendants shrug, and guide him toward the closed door and into the room, where sylvain awaits him, stripped down to his trousers. oh. he's certainly built beneath those clothes, isn't he? tighnari arches a brow, allows himself a short look, then offers a slanted smile. ]
[ and that's sure all the answer he's going to give! :) at least for now. a slanted smile curves his mouth, and tighnari locks the door behind him, setting the card down on a table nearby before approaching sylvain, his gaze settling on the tag. ]
Dog, hmm? Do you enjoy pleasing others? Or do you just like your tummy rubbed?
[ He senses the shift almost immediately, adjusting to it, even if his grin turns a hint sly. Cocking his head to the side, he takes a moment to consider that answer as he watches Tighnari move closer. ]
I would say I’m very good at pleasing others, but enjoying it… Eh. That tends to be more subjective. And I can think of things I’d prefer to have rubbed other than my tummy, but somehow I don’t think that’s what you were asking.
[ tighnari rolls his eyes, but lets it go, brushing past sylvain with a flick of his tail to instead settle himself on the edge of the bed, leaning back on both hands. ]
Now, in order to get that payout, you need to perform your duties as a pet to my satisfaction, hmm? Do you think you can do that?
I can’t say anyone’s ever wanted to me to play a dog before. I’ll do my best? Although some direction would be appreciated here.
[ Considering they’ve only shared a brief kiss under the mistletoe before this, he has no idea what Tighnari might have in mind for this. Or even what he likes, for that matter. ]
[ As someone who takes that very seriously whenever he plays games like this, he appreciates that Tighnari takes the time to ask. Something softens in amber eyes for a moment as he inclines his head in agreement. ]
Oh, I am very willing. It's a little different from what I'm used to, but I don't mind that, either. For the most part, I enjoy exploring new things. And I know how to convey if we stumble across something I'm not okay with. The only thing that comes to mind...
[ He pauses for a moment, nose wrinkling up in a grimace, because it's always risky, giving up vulnerabilities so easily, but... he hardly wants to surprise a partner in the middle of things either. ]
I don't mind people gripping me at the back of my neck, but I can't take someone holding from the front. The collar is a little different, it has a different feel, so it's okay to be pulled by that, but not a physical hand.
[ tighnari smiles. this is important, a necessary discussion to have, and he's glad to hear sylvain taking it seriously, as well. ]
Understood. You have my word.
[ and tighnari, too, will be happy to tell sylvain should he cross any boundaries as well, though none come to mind immediately. with all of that sorted, however, tighnari sits back again. ]
[ Sylvain just looks amused at that, but lets his arms fall back to his sides as he closes what little distance is left between them. Coming to a stop in front of the other man, he waits, head cocked slightly to the side. ]
No. I would've instructed you to, if that's what I wanted.
[ one hand lifts, his padded palm pressing to sylvain's cheek, brushing the ginger hair from his eyes. he's very handsome, really - tighnari could certainly have done worse for himself. ]
[ It’s different enough that Sylvain makes note of how that feels, but he leans into it all the same.
That order is as easy to follow as the first one and there’s no hesitation in him as he leans forward to where Tighnari is still perched on the edge of the bed. Hands come to brace on the mattress to either side of his hips, just to make the angle better, before he leans in to press his lips against the other man’s.
It’s slower than the first one they’d shared. More sensual, now that they were in private and doing it for their enjoyment rather than for the sake of an audience. He takes his time with it, tasting and exploring with a quiet desire. ]
[ ah, now that's a good kiss. this is the sort of kiss that tighnari enjoys - soft and slow, but with a little heat behind it, a little something that stirs in his belly and warms his blood. the end of his tail flicks, and tighnari hums softly, appreciatively, against sylvain's mouth, parting his lips and tilting his head to slot them more easily together.
very good. very nice. his shoulders begin to relax.
tighnari's hands move, smoothing over sylvain's broad chest, tracing along planes of strong muscle, well-toned. it's impressive, really, he must take good care of himself. tighnari's thumbs roll over his nipples, teasing, and his mouth curves into a smile against sylvain's. ]
I appreciate your confidence.
[ and tighnari can be confident, too. hooking his hands over sylvain's shoulders, he pulls, coaxing the man down and onto the bed with him. ]
[ There's a slight shiver as those hands slide over his chest because ever since earlier in the day (when he'd acquired a certain mask, in fact, not that he's pieced that together yet) everything had felt more sensitized and intense and it was hard to hide any reaction when it caught him off-guard. As so much more that he was used to.
He's pretty sure he probably consumed or inhaled something along the way - that seems likely in a place like this and he's just been doing his best to roll with it, but with Tighnari's fingers on his skin, teasing against his nipples, it's even more pronounced than before. He bites back a soft moan, the sound muffled into Tighnari's kiss as he lets himself be tugged, falling onto his side on the mattress beside where the other man is perched.
It gives him a much closer look at the tail he'd spotted in passing a few times. It flicks back and forth and he can't help but reach out to brush fingers over it, before realizing that might be rude and drawing back. ]
[ sylvain crumples beside him, and tighnari tucks in close. he's the master here, but he wants to lean into things slowly, to peel sylvain slowly apart like plucking the petals of a flower - there's no rush, after all. his hands continue to explore, down sylvain's chest, over his sides and up his back, padded fingers splaying across his shoulderblades.
when he feels those fingers against his tail, tighnari smiles, his tail curling forward to drape across sylvain's forearm. ]
It's all right. I give you permission.
[ sylvain may touch the tail. and the ears. turning his head, tighnari drags his mouth along sylvain's jaw, then whispers warm against his ear. ]
[ There’s the occasional scattering of scars along Sylvain’s torso as Tighnari explores the exposed skin, but Sylvain doesn’t seem particularly shy about them. Or about anything, really.
He runs his fingers through soft fur when permission is given, still kinda wondering at it, and that it works like a real tail. Well. It is one, he knows, but it’s still so far different from anything he’d known before today. He’d been just as amazed by Aspen’s wings.
He shivers again when that warm breath teases against his skin, letting his eyes slip shut for a moment to just enjoy it.
But that question… was both simple and more complicated than Tighnari realized. Which is why Sylvain offers him a sheepish shrug in reply. ]
I like that you care what I like. Beyond that, I’m pretty sure I’ll enjoy anything you throw at me here. I like all of it. [ And he’s far too accustomed to adapting himself to whatever his partner wants or needs. ]
[ that answer prompts an arched brow, because it implies that people have not cared about what he likes in the past. now isn't the time to broach such a subject, he thinks, but it's a little something that tighnari tucks away in the back of his mind for now, a little fact about sylvain that feels important, in some way. ]
Well then. All right.
[ he chuckles, his tail giving a light shiver beneath those exploring fingers - it's quite sensitive.
pressing his hands to sylvain's shoulders, tighnari pushes, rolling him onto his back with.. surprising strength, considering his size, but tighnari's arms and back are toned well from archery, he's got a little more kick in him than one might think. smooth and sinuous, he slides onto sylvain, one knee pressing between his thighs and up, applying pressure to his groin. meanwhile, his hand coasts down, fingertips dragging in a circle around his navel before sliding lower, through that soft trail of dark ginger. ]
[ His response is chuckled as he lets himself be pushed over onto his back and maneuvered where Tighnari wants him. He doesn’t offer any resistance, but his hands do come up to clutch at the other man’s hips as he positions himself over him. There’s a quiet groan when that knee presses up against him, his own hips rocking against it shallowly in automatic response. Not a lot, just enough to enjoy the pressure and friction of it.
He watches those fingers trail down his torso with anticipation and interest. ]
Although isn’t this backwards? If you’re the master, shouldn’t I be pleasuring you right now?
Not necessarily. It just means I'm in charge. I get to play with you as I please.
[ that grind upward is rewarded with a nip to the shell of sylvain's ear, and tighnari's thigh pressing a little harder, but he's soon carefully undoing sylvain's trousers, popping open the top button. ]
Don't worry, I'll get my pleasure, too. But first I want to see you squirm.
[ for as delicate and sweet as he looks, tighnari's tone is anything but. his voice is lowered, rougher as he drags down the short zipper, then slides his hand into the heat of sylvain's pants, palming at his cock through his underclothes. ]
[ Another shiver in anticipation at those words, followed by a husky groan as he feels the heated press of a hand through thin fabric. He's hardening beneath it as he swallows around the snugness of the choker he wears, eyes darkening a shade as they flicker open again. ]
Hmmm. Well, I'll do my best to be a very satisfying toy for you, then.
[ He can't say he even minds the idea, even if he's normally one who maintains a pretty firm grip on his control. Not that he's let that slide just yet - he's played this role without giving anything up before. But he suspects Tighnari might see through that easier than some of his previous partners did. ]
[ sylvain's response is light, but very satisfying, tighnari's keen ears drinking in the sound of that rough groan. it sends a wave of goosebumps down his forearm.
he gives no response, only leans in to press their mouths together in another lingering kiss, his padded fingers teasing a little while longer before he hooks his thumb into sylvain's underclothing and tugs down, releasing his cock from its confines. from there, he drags the very tips of his fingers along its underside, so slow, so teasing, feather-light and soft.
tighnari's lips part, and he drags a fang along sylvain's lower lip, tugging, following it up by a swipe of his tongue. his breathing is a little more rushed now, his hips arching downward, grinding himself against the top of sylvain's thigh. ]
[ His groan is deeper this time, the sound husky in his throat as his head falls back onto the bed, throat arching slightly. Tighnari’s fingers fingers feel different on his skin, as well, even though he can’t pick up on why exactly, not having seen the pads earlier.
He slides his thigh slightly so he can press it up more firmly against Tighnari. Giving him friction to move against, even as his own hips rock up shallowly into that touch. ]
[ tighnari can't help his smile, or the soft chuckle that rolls against sylvain's skin as his fingers continue to work, very gently tracing sylvain's full length, before teasing around the flared tip, where he knows his partner will be wonderfully sensitive. ]
Is that so..?
[ his smile is evident in his voice. tighnari enjoys this, enjoys teasing, working his partners up slowly and almost painfully, until they're ready to burst. sylvain is responding beautifully, and tighnari is happy to enjoy the sight of him as he arches and breathes and rolls his hips. it's enough to have tighnari's blood running south as well, growing stiffer in his pants, hot and hard as he presses his hips down. ]
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Yes, she's Sumeru's Archon. Our god, as it were, and our leader. The Sages also oversee the Akademiya, but they're outranked by the Archon, naturally.
[ she is a god, after all.. not that that matters very much to tighnari, personally, but he does respect and believe in nahida. that she's a god is irrelevant, it's her heart and intent that matter most. ]
No archons in your Fodlan, I take it?
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Well, it’s long and winding but it eventually turns into more than just talking, but actively doing something about it. Which is how Sylvain finds himself in one of the back rooms at that evening’s masquerade, plucking a card out of a box and staring at the word ‘pet’.
He gives a yelp as he’s immediately herded off to a private room, casting a startled glance back over one shoulder at Tighnari, mouthing a quick Help! before he’s pushed through a nearby doorway.
Which is how he ends up stripped down to just the tight trousers he’d been wearing and a black leather choker now twined about his neck, a tag dangling from it that reads dog. ]
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tighnari is likewise ushered to the box, and the card that he draws is, thankfully, master - so he's able to gesture to the door sylvain was herded through. ]
That one.
[ the attendants shrug, and guide him toward the closed door and into the room, where sylvain awaits him, stripped down to his trousers. oh. he's certainly built beneath those clothes, isn't he? tighnari arches a brow, allows himself a short look, then offers a slanted smile. ]
Well, I suppose this worked out.
[ he flashes his card. ]
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I suppose that’s one way of looking at it. Can’t say I was expecting this sort of game to be back here, but maybe I shouldn’t be.
[ His gaze drops to the card Tighnari holds, curiosity flitting across his expression as he considers the other man. ]
Have you ever done something like this before?
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[ and that's sure all the answer he's going to give! :) at least for now. a slanted smile curves his mouth, and tighnari locks the door behind him, setting the card down on a table nearby before approaching sylvain, his gaze settling on the tag. ]
Dog, hmm? Do you enjoy pleasing others? Or do you just like your tummy rubbed?
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I would say I’m very good at pleasing others, but enjoying it… Eh. That tends to be more subjective. And I can think of things I’d prefer to have rubbed other than my tummy, but somehow I don’t think that’s what you were asking.
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I wasn't, and I think you know that.
[ tighnari rolls his eyes, but lets it go, brushing past sylvain with a flick of his tail to instead settle himself on the edge of the bed, leaning back on both hands. ]
Now, in order to get that payout, you need to perform your duties as a pet to my satisfaction, hmm? Do you think you can do that?
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[ Considering they’ve only shared a brief kiss under the mistletoe before this, he has no idea what Tighnari might have in mind for this. Or even what he likes, for that matter. ]
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[ tighnari leans forward, looking up into sylvain's face. ]
I know we agreed to try this, but I need to know you're willing. That this is still okay.
[ consent is sexy, okay ]
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Oh, I am very willing. It's a little different from what I'm used to, but I don't mind that, either. For the most part, I enjoy exploring new things. And I know how to convey if we stumble across something I'm not okay with. The only thing that comes to mind...
[ He pauses for a moment, nose wrinkling up in a grimace, because it's always risky, giving up vulnerabilities so easily, but... he hardly wants to surprise a partner in the middle of things either. ]
I don't mind people gripping me at the back of my neck, but I can't take someone holding from the front. The collar is a little different, it has a different feel, so it's okay to be pulled by that, but not a physical hand.
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Understood. You have my word.
[ and tighnari, too, will be happy to tell sylvain should he cross any boundaries as well, though none come to mind immediately. with all of that sorted, however, tighnari sits back again. ]
Now.. be a good boy and come over here.
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Hope you weren't expecting me to crawl already.
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No. I would've instructed you to, if that's what I wanted.
[ one hand lifts, his padded palm pressing to sylvain's cheek, brushing the ginger hair from his eyes. he's very handsome, really - tighnari could certainly have done worse for himself. ]
Kiss me again.
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That order is as easy to follow as the first one and there’s no hesitation in him as he leans forward to where Tighnari is still perched on the edge of the bed. Hands come to brace on the mattress to either side of his hips, just to make the angle better, before he leans in to press his lips against the other man’s.
It’s slower than the first one they’d shared. More sensual, now that they were in private and doing it for their enjoyment rather than for the sake of an audience. He takes his time with it, tasting and exploring with a quiet desire. ]
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very good. very nice. his shoulders begin to relax.
tighnari's hands move, smoothing over sylvain's broad chest, tracing along planes of strong muscle, well-toned. it's impressive, really, he must take good care of himself. tighnari's thumbs roll over his nipples, teasing, and his mouth curves into a smile against sylvain's. ]
I appreciate your confidence.
[ and tighnari can be confident, too. hooking his hands over sylvain's shoulders, he pulls, coaxing the man down and onto the bed with him. ]
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He's pretty sure he probably consumed or inhaled something along the way - that seems likely in a place like this and he's just been doing his best to roll with it, but with Tighnari's fingers on his skin, teasing against his nipples, it's even more pronounced than before. He bites back a soft moan, the sound muffled into Tighnari's kiss as he lets himself be tugged, falling onto his side on the mattress beside where the other man is perched.
It gives him a much closer look at the tail he'd spotted in passing a few times. It flicks back and forth and he can't help but reach out to brush fingers over it, before realizing that might be rude and drawing back. ]
Oops, sorry.
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when he feels those fingers against his tail, tighnari smiles, his tail curling forward to drape across sylvain's forearm. ]
It's all right. I give you permission.
[ sylvain may touch the tail. and the ears. turning his head, tighnari drags his mouth along sylvain's jaw, then whispers warm against his ear. ]
Tell me what you like.
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He runs his fingers through soft fur when permission is given, still kinda wondering at it, and that it works like a real tail. Well. It is one, he knows, but it’s still so far different from anything he’d known before today. He’d been just as amazed by Aspen’s wings.
He shivers again when that warm breath teases against his skin, letting his eyes slip shut for a moment to just enjoy it.
But that question… was both simple and more complicated than Tighnari realized. Which is why Sylvain offers him a sheepish shrug in reply. ]
I like that you care what I like. Beyond that, I’m pretty sure I’ll enjoy anything you throw at me here. I like all of it. [ And he’s far too accustomed to adapting himself to whatever his partner wants or needs. ]
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Well then. All right.
[ he chuckles, his tail giving a light shiver beneath those exploring fingers - it's quite sensitive.
pressing his hands to sylvain's shoulders, tighnari pushes, rolling him onto his back with.. surprising strength, considering his size, but tighnari's arms and back are toned well from archery, he's got a little more kick in him than one might think. smooth and sinuous, he slides onto sylvain, one knee pressing between his thighs and up, applying pressure to his groin. meanwhile, his hand coasts down, fingertips dragging in a circle around his navel before sliding lower, through that soft trail of dark ginger. ]
Let's see how long it takes to make you snap.
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[ His response is chuckled as he lets himself be pushed over onto his back and maneuvered where Tighnari wants him. He doesn’t offer any resistance, but his hands do come up to clutch at the other man’s hips as he positions himself over him. There’s a quiet groan when that knee presses up against him, his own hips rocking against it shallowly in automatic response. Not a lot, just enough to enjoy the pressure and friction of it.
He watches those fingers trail down his torso with anticipation and interest. ]
Although isn’t this backwards? If you’re the master, shouldn’t I be pleasuring you right now?
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[ that grind upward is rewarded with a nip to the shell of sylvain's ear, and tighnari's thigh pressing a little harder, but he's soon carefully undoing sylvain's trousers, popping open the top button. ]
Don't worry, I'll get my pleasure, too. But first I want to see you squirm.
[ for as delicate and sweet as he looks, tighnari's tone is anything but. his voice is lowered, rougher as he drags down the short zipper, then slides his hand into the heat of sylvain's pants, palming at his cock through his underclothes. ]
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Hmmm. Well, I'll do my best to be a very satisfying toy for you, then.
[ He can't say he even minds the idea, even if he's normally one who maintains a pretty firm grip on his control. Not that he's let that slide just yet - he's played this role without giving anything up before. But he suspects Tighnari might see through that easier than some of his previous partners did. ]
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he gives no response, only leans in to press their mouths together in another lingering kiss, his padded fingers teasing a little while longer before he hooks his thumb into sylvain's underclothing and tugs down, releasing his cock from its confines. from there, he drags the very tips of his fingers along its underside, so slow, so teasing, feather-light and soft.
tighnari's lips part, and he drags a fang along sylvain's lower lip, tugging, following it up by a swipe of his tongue. his breathing is a little more rushed now, his hips arching downward, grinding himself against the top of sylvain's thigh. ]
You feel nice..
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He slides his thigh slightly so he can press it up more firmly against Tighnari. Giving him friction to move against, even as his own hips rock up shallowly into that touch. ]
Think… think that’s supposed to be my line, too.
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Is that so..?
[ his smile is evident in his voice. tighnari enjoys this, enjoys teasing, working his partners up slowly and almost painfully, until they're ready to burst. sylvain is responding beautifully, and tighnari is happy to enjoy the sight of him as he arches and breathes and rolls his hips. it's enough to have tighnari's blood running south as well, growing stiffer in his pants, hot and hard as he presses his hips down. ]
Feeling good, hmm?
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